She smelled of flowers, it was driving me crazy. I part her legs and take a sniff, she smells heavenly. She was turned on and had started playing with...her breasts, pinching her nipples. Her nipples were dark red and her breasts looked delicious. I couldn’t resist her anymore. I stood up and kissed her again.I took her breasts in my hands treating them like soft delicate glass orbs. Her tits are perky and stiff. I kissed one of her nipples and squeezed the other between my thumb and forefinger.. It turned out to be a wig,sitting on a stand.She put it down on the vanity."All we need is your dress, and then the wig and shoes. Maybe a littlejewelry"I rose to my feet and stepped away from the vanity. Once more I reveled inthe feel of my clothes. I was acutely aware of the feel of my makeup on myface and the tug on my ears.Melissa and Marie had selected a simple black dress, with a full skirt whichhung to just above the knee."I'll never get into that!" I exclaimed. Indeed, when Melissa held. She smiled to herself and quickly slipped it on, relishing in the unique scent of her lover. She was, however, unaware that a certain pair of honey brown eyes had been watching her little show for quite some time. He smirked inwardly and pretended once more to be asleep when she padded over to the bathroom in her bare feet. She began to comb out her hair, still oblivious to her watcher. The light shone through the white shirt and outlined her curvaceous figure, making the man flinch slightly as. "Need some help?" She whispered. "No, I'm fine, thanks." I started to turn red from embarassment (who wouldn't?). She slammed me down onto the sofa, and without warning, started rubbing my jeans. "I saw you looking at me, Robert. You aren't very subtle." She stated. "Sorry, but who wouldn't stare at you dressed like that!?" "Shut up and unbuckle your belt, and pull down your drawers." My sister easily overpowered me, as I was shocked by what was happening. I did as she said, but stopped at my.